After two times, Fufeng's previous [Reincarnation] had good luck, but now after the new round of reshuffle, luck actually takes care of him again!

Deep worries appeared on Zhuoying's pretty face. She knew the significance of this competition to Xiao Xuan.

From a close look, only by winning Fufeng can Fufeng surrender. If Fufeng helps and takes charge of the slave army for him, then Xiao Xuan can truly gain a foothold in Cangxuelong City.

After all, Fu Feng is arrogant and only by showing his strength to convince him can he be truly convinced.

Looking from a distance, only by winning Fufeng can he be qualified to participate in the dispute between the military leader, and the dispute between the military leader is related to whether he can become the master of Tianyuan Palace.

Now, after a series of big battles, the game has reached the final competition.

However, it seems that God does not seem to want Xiao Xuan to win.

"I didn't expect that I actually rely on luck to win." Fufeng sighed, "It's not a fight."

Xiao Xuan said: "Why did senior brother say this? Luck is also a kind of strength."

There was a blazing flame in his eyes and said, "And, I may not lose."

"Mu Chen, go and kill the Ermulong."

"King of Hell, go and restrain the Desert Emperor."

Mu Chen nodded, carried the big Sumeru Demon Stick in his hand, and ran towards the second-eyed dragon.

"Run so fast, are you rushing to reincarnate?" Erminlong stared at Mu Chen with a playful look, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although after not fighting with Mu Chen, after the Lich Emperor evolved into Lich Emperor, Mu Chen had no power to fight back at the latter's hands.

And after he realized that after his evolution, he was almost as powerful as the Lich Emperor.

So, if you exchange it for equivalent, Mu Chen is not his opponent.

Mu Chen raised his eyelids slightly, without any fear. Although the opponent had evolved, he did a lot of murders over the level.

The two figures confronted each other in the air, and the air seemed to solidify at this time, and the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing.

Mu Chen directly opened his immortal body, and his body was filled with holy light, just like an ordinary god. The Nine Netherworld Birds beside him stoked their wings and burned with the black flames.

The second-eyed dragon looked indifferent, and the source energy squirted. The divine dragon beside him stared at the Nine Nether Bird indifferently, emitting a roar like thunder.

The two powerful source energy confronted each other, causing the void to storm.

Everyone's eyes were now staring at these two figures.

After all, the Yimi Dragon died so suddenly that they didn't even see what his ability was.

Therefore, the audience was quite curious about the battle between the two.

call out!

The next moment, Mu Chen and the two-eyed dragon both roared out, and the majestic source aura turned into a torrent beside them, colliding hard with fierce momentum.

boom!

When two terrible source energy collided, Mu Chen's expression suddenly condensed slightly. The other party's source energy was undoubtedly stronger than himself.

"The hidden dragon comes out of the abyss!"

The two-eyed dragon made a print knot like lightning, and saw that the source energy surged, it turned into a blue dragon, running towards Mu Chen with an unparalleled momentum.

Mu Chen looked at the whistling green dragon, his body was filled with energy and he did not give in.

"Eternal Immortal Hand!"

boom!

The golden source air whistled out, forming a golden giant palm, and grabbed it towards the Azure Dragon.

The blue dragon collided with the golden palm, and the violent shock wave spread out, and the entire martial arts stage trembled.

At the same time, Mu Chen held the big Sumeru Demon Stick and slashed towards the two-eyed dragon.

Waves of terrible offensives broke out on the martial arts stage, and all the audience were silent and stunned. Mu Chen was not afraid of the evolution of Yimilong!

They could see that the competition was at its most critical moment, and the star cards began to fight for their lives without reservation.

The Desert Emperor pointed his hand at the void, and saw a golden light shooting out, which cut through the void and formed a portal.

Through the portal, a vast desert can be seen vaguely. In the vast desert, there are countless soldiers ready to go.

"Warriors of the desert, follow your emperor's call and go to war."

"kill!"

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and everyone looked at them. In the portal, countless soldiers roared out and appeared on the martial arts stage.

The soldiers held spears and wore yellow battle robes, which were neat and uniform, which was very eye-catching.

The Desert Emperor pointed at the vast soldiers under his command, looked at Yan Luo with a playful look, and said, "I am the emperor in the desert, and countless soldiers serve me, where are you?"

The King of Hell looked faint and smiled, "Come on, I am the king of hell."

The sound fell, and he held his hands, like embracing the sun and the moon. A black vortex slowly emerged between his palms.

As soon as the black vortex appeared, it quickly became larger and soon turned into a portal.

Many eyes were cast, and in the portal were filled with mountains, with endless palaces.

The mountains are mostly concave and convex, and the momentum is even more rugged. They are not famous mountains in the Yang world, but are actually dangerous places in the Yinshi.

Ghosts and monsters are hidden in thorns, and the stone cliffs are lying on the evil souls. When you see the heights and the scenery is gone, you can see the gods and demons on the left and right!

Then, it was the underworld and Fengdu City.

Countless powerful ghost warriors flew across the mountains and palaces of Fengdu.

The King of Hell raised his palm, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Let you, the local emperor, see the scenery of hell!"

Sigh.

The rolling black fog spread from the portal, and the sound of killing soared into the sky. Then, countless ghosts burst out and rushed towards the desert soldiers.

The two armies are fighting!

In the live broadcast room, all the star card masters who were following this place were confused at this time. A good competition turned into a war!

Bang!

After several rounds of fighting, Mu Chen frowned slightly. He found that if he was a tough man, he would not be the match of the second-mean dragon at all.

His eyes flashed slightly, and then he turned off attack into defense, and at the same time implied the King of Hell.

The King of Hell understood in an instant and arranged the eighteen levels of hell quietly.

"What, aren't you very reckless?" Facing Mu Chen, who turned attack into defense, the second-eyed dragon smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile.

"Since you don't fight, I'll fight!"

call out!

His figure burst out, and in just a few whistles, he appeared behind Mu Chen, with the source of his palm entangled and slapped his back.

Feeling the fierce attack, even if he had an immortal body forever, he did not dare to be careless at all, so he moved to the snakeskin.

As my steps moved slightly, the wind was howling with my palm, and that palm rubbed past my body.

A palm fell to nothing, and the mocking corners of the two-eyed dragon's mouth became stronger and stronger. He chased Mu Chen slowly, followed closely behind, and slapped his palm from time to time.

After chasing like this, Mu Chen gradually couldn't stand it.

At the same time, the two-mesh dragon's powerful offensives spread out, forcing Mu Chen to retreat step by step.

However, at this moment, a black beam of light rose into the sky and turned into a huge cage, which was suspended in the void, covering the sky and the sun.

The cage is divided into eighteen layers, and the scenes in each layer make people's hair stand upside down.

The first level of hell is called the tongue pulling hell. Those who enter this level will all their tongues be pulled out.

The second level of hell is called scissors hell, and the little devil will use scissors to cut off your...

…

The second-eyed dragon looked at the eighteen levels of hell under his feet, and a touch of indescribable uneasiness surged into his heart.

At this moment, Mu Chen's steps were slightly stagnant, his eyes were cold and he said in a cold voice: "Go to hell, miscellaneous!"

boom!

As the sound fell, Ermulong suddenly felt the pressure on his back increased suddenly, like a mountain of Tai, pushing him hard to the eighteenth level of hell!
Chapter completed!